"Rao...... Spare your life!"

"Uncle Shi, stop fighting...... A...... AWSL......”

Not far from the carving hole, the drunken soul vine sat suspended in the air, crossing Erlang's legs.

Lying in front of her was a chicken boy with a blue nose and swollen face, and a dying Ye Jianxiao.

Ye Jianxiao never dreamed of it!

This ruthless woman!

He was tortured to extract a confession and unilaterally tore up all the agreements he had made before!

And carried out inhumane domestic violence against him!

Now, Ye Jianxiao has told all his affairs.

What does it mean to give it all?

It has been said at what age you start wetting your bed and at what age you stop wetting!

Satisfied!

It's a pity that the drunken soul vine is still not satisfied.

She lifted Ye Jianxiao's swollen pig-headed face and asked with a smile: "What do you mean, Uncle Kyushu's affairs are all about you, and the fake death of Zhu Yudiao was also arranged by you, and you are a superpower, and you only started not wetting the bed when you were eight years old, right?"

"The last one is not! As I said, it's the condensation of water vapor in the air at night caused by the leakage of superpowers, not bedwetting!"

Ye Jianxiao can admit other things!

But only the truth of this reputational bedwetting incident cannot be questioned!

Drunken Soul Vine didn't care about this, raised his slender eyebrows, and replied, "Who cares?"

"Besides, nephew, do you have anything else you haven't explained?"

"Please, I've even finished explaining the bedwetting, what else do you want me to explain?" Ye Jianxiao shouted with a sad face.

So far, what he hasn't explained is only his previous life and rebirth.

But these things involve too much, and if they are known by the heavenly realm, I am afraid that they will be punished by heaven.

Except for that incident, Ye Jianxiao, this enigmatic man, no, is still a boy now, and has already told the drunken soul vine everything......

He really didn't know what to say.

Wrong!

It seems that there is one more thing that has not been said.

A blue light suddenly flashed across the corner of Ye Jianxiao's eyes, and his eyes were full of perseverance and strength.

He looked at the Drunken Soul Vine and said slowly, "Actually...... I'm Iron Man.”

......

......

......

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, the chicken boy on the side cleared his throat and whispered, "I...... I'm Spider Man.”

Otherwise, some people just owe a beating.

It can be regarded as a coincidence, and the two goods in front of the drunken soul vine belong to that type.

The wave just now made the drunken soul vine tired enough.

Originally, she wanted to take a break, but she couldn't hold back......

For the next three hours, the entire Chaohu Lake reverberated with heart-rending cries.

On that day, all the demon beasts were too scared to go out.

I'm afraid that as soon as I go out, I will encounter something cruel.

But no matter how brutal things are......

There will also be times when you are too tired to get up.

The drunken soul vine has already exhausted himself and lay down.

Now, the chicken has gone from having a blue nose and a swollen face to being dying.

And Ye Jianxiao has gone from dying to ...... Amen.

Drunken Soul Vine knew that Ye Jianxiao had the habit of carving monuments for others.

Therefore, she also carved one for Ye Jianxiao.

"Master Ye nephew, in the future, I will bring Xiao Yu to see you during the New Year's holidays, and I wish you a happy life in another world. ”

The drunken soul vine stuck the wooden sign on the ground, took the chicken, stepped on the flying sword, and left Chaohu Lake in a blink of an eye.

......

The calculation speed of the chicken's brain is limited, and he didn't react for a while.

Although its body is in the air, its brain is still in Chaohu.

emmmm。

Therefore, Ye Jianxiao is dead.

Also buried.

Then, now the Drunken Soul Vine is taking me to the Purple Academy.

The chicken boy finished combing through the current information.

In the end, I came to a conclusion: Drunken Soul Vine is a devil, go back with her?

Will bring!

Which "belt"?

The "belt" of the "dog belt"!

The chicken boy is not going to sit still, he is going to run away.

It has a small footprint and is light to walk on.

In the cold wind and thick clouds high in the sky, it was easy to hide the little sound it made.

It tiptoed to the hilt of its sword, occasionally glancing back at the Drunken Vine.

Until it had reached the very edge, the Drunken Soul Vine did not turn back once, still hanging above the tip of the sword like a fairy.

"Bye-bye!"

The chicken spreads its two short wings, rolls over and jumps, and begins its great escape.

High in the air, this graceful back jump is like that of a diver.

The chicken suddenly closed its wings, and it was going to rush straight down, increasing its acceleration to the extreme, and moving away from this broken sword and its owner as fast as possible.

If, it's really a waterhole or lake down there.

It doesn't mind really having to perform a reflexive somersault for two and a half weeks and a two and a half turns.

It's wonderful to be on the run.

Its eyes were still closed, and the wind was still blowing.

The chicken boy thinks that the fall time has been long enough, but why doesn't it seem to accelerate much?

It stealthily opened one eye.

The ...... reflected in his eyes

Cloud?

Why is it still above the clouds!

Marseille?

It hurriedly looked up!

Sure enough, it was caught.

However, the person who caught it, it did not expect it at all.

It had thought that it had been caught by the Drunken Soul Vine.

But the fact is that the person who grabbed its delicate hind legs was Ye Jianxiao!

What's the situation?

"Aren't you dead?"

"Why is there no injury on your body at all?"

The chicken boy looked at Ye Jianxiao, who was sitting on the back of the long sword, with frightened eyes, and had the urge to scold his mother.

At this moment, Ye Jianxiao was up and down, cleanly, without the slightest scar!

That's unscientific, isn't it?

"Aren't you afraid of brain congestion, Lord Chicken? Let's go up and talk about it. ”

Ye Jianxiao yawned, shook his hand, threw the chicken back on the long sword, and turned over to follow.

The chicken boy who was thrown back on the long sword staggered a few steps, stabilized his body, and shouted at Ye Jianxiao: "You said! Obviously, you didn't look like you were beaten to the ground just now, why is it okay again!"

Ye Jianxiao held his pocket, sat on the sword, and smiled lightly: "Didn't I say it, I have superpowers, isn't it trivial to make a stand-in or something?"

"Why, you say it again! this witch and beat me alone for half a day? Why!"

The chicken boy thought that Ye Jianxiao was a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with it and shared weal and pain!

The result?

Ye Jianxiao, who was a special meow, left a stand-in early in the morning and ran away!

I'm still there to accompany his stand-in to be beaten!

There is no heavenly reason!

"How can the old lady also be the master of the carving cave, a tyrant of Chaohu, and she is being played by you like this!"

The chicken was in a frenzy, and the shadow of the drunken soul vine suddenly drifted into its field of vision.

"I wonder who was scolding me for being a witch just now?" asked Drunken Vine in a low voice.

"It's not me, it's me!

The chicken boy held his head and hid behind Ye Jianxiao with a puff of smoke.

It's the same as the Drunken Soul Vine, but it has no chance of winning.

Therefore, if you want to live, there is only one coward!